From The White House

Met with the president of another important country today. Says he’s on board with my plan in Iraq. Even though we got a little bit of a language barrier, I like his hat!

So there you go. Still not going it alone!

Last night we hosted a gala for the Queen of England. I ad-libbed a joke for her introduction that the White House was merging with White Castle. Everyone one laughed! Everyone except the Queen that is. I could tell by the look on her face she didn’t get it. Wouldn’t you think she’d have known what White Castle is? Well apparently she didn’t. Seems there’s a White Castle in England that’s really a castle. A real old one too.

Anyway, she didn’t get the joke. But before I went back to the script, I said something like, ‘Honey, you haven’t lived until you’ve experienced a couple greasy sliders.’ Then I went into my King George bit. The old ‘It’s good to be King’ and so on.

I’ve got it on good word here from Condi that the problem in Iraq is about the size of a toaster. And we’re not talking one of those big four-bagel ones. We’re talking your standard two-slice variety problem.